The family run Can Curune restaurant meanwhile, is the place to indulge in typical local cuisine. The breezy terrace is ideal for breakfast and lunch, and the cosy interior is a great place to hole up later in the evenings after the sun goes down. “It’s a true taste of Ibiza,” says Electra, who recommends the Ibicenco breakfast of sobrasada (locally made sausage) and fried eggs if you feel like indulging. “Classic local dishes like builit de peix (fish stew), paella, slow-cooked shoulder of lamb with lots of garlic, local fish – it’s fantastic.” It’s worth going off-piste on Sundays however, when the house specialty is cous cous – that’s if you can get a table, given it’s the busiest day of the week (don’t worry, our concierge manager Ed Graham can sort that for you). At this time of the week, the Can Curune terrace becomes the best place for people watching after the legendary Sunday bongo sessions on the beach.
No Ibiza holiday is complete without experiencing a Sunday on Benirras – whether you’re staying in the north, south, east or west, it’s a pilgrimage that must be made. By day, it’s business as usual – blue skies, crystal clear turquoise seas, boats bobbing on the water, families picnicking in the fishermen’s shacks that line the rugged coast, sun-worshippers vying for the best position on the grainy sand. Around an hour before the sun begins its descent into the sea, you’ll hear the faint rhythm of a bongo drum coming from the abandoned chiringuito space at the end of the beach; joined by another, and yet another, until the airwaves are pulsating with the tribal beats of hundreds of drums. This is the ritual; the Benirras version of Sunday service. The drummers are the choir, the beachgoers are the congregation and the sunset is the higher power.